The Men of the West |
While you honour in song and in story The names of the patriot men, Whose valour has covered with glory Full many a mountain and glen, Forget not the boys of the heather, Who marshalled their bravest and best, When Éire was broken in Wexford, And looked for revenge to the West. Chorus: I give you the gallant old West, boys, Where rallied our bravest and best When Ireland lay broken and bleeding; Hurrah for the men of the West!
2. The hilltops with glory were glowing.
3. Killala was ours ere the midnight, |
4. And pledge we "The stout sons of France", boys, Bold Humbert and all his brave men, Whose tramp, like the trumpet of battle, Brought hope to the drooping again. Since Éire has caught to her bosom On many a mountain and hill The gallants who fell so theyre here, boys, To cheer us to victory still. Chorus:
5. Though all the bright dreamings we cherished
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